All too late for his love

Chapter 312

“Mom!” Aaron’s tears rolled down his cheeks as he frantically pounded on Matthew,

He wanted to bite him, but no matter how cruel Matthew was, he was still the man who had raised him like a father. He couldn’t bring himself to bite Matthew.

“Let my mom go, Uncle Matthew! You said you’d never let anyone hurt her, so why are you hurting her now? You’re a liar!” Aaron screamed at Matthew, but his pleas fell on deaf ears.

Matthew was truly enraged with Willow. She despised him but still schemed to stay connected to him. This hypocritical woman had made him suffer deeply after her staged death.

Aaron’s death must have been staged as well. No wonder there were no ashes in the grave. Matthew felt ridiculous, singing “Little Star” at that empty grave.

Matthew felt like a complete fool, manipulated by her. He was, without a doubt, the biggest joke in the world.

Matthew press down harder with his foot.

coldly withdrew his foot. He had been stepping on Willow’s left hand. The bloody hand, with the permanently

hard to breathe. He almost couldn’t restrain himself from picking up her

“Willow, this isn’t over.” He then opened the car door

Willow’s

while weeping. He was a brave little boy, but

all my fault. If

lot of pain?

upset. She lifted her uninjured hand and

I’m okay, Aaron.

fault. I know you missed Uncle Matthew. And you were amazing

now, we have proof of our

hand. “Mom, let’s go to Mr. Quayle’s. He’ll

late at night. “We have the ointment he gave us at home. I can apply it myself when